“Wow,” I whispered unable to put into words how I was feeling.
“Likewise,” he answered. “You were more than I had ever imagined.”
“I didn’t do anything but lie here restrained,” I retorted. “How was I more?”
“Oh Beth,” he shook his head. “The lustful responsiveness of your body for one thing and your unexpected trust to let me do all of this… and your beauty… your husband is a fucking idiot.”
I didn’t have a response for that so I just kissed him, a long, slow, sensuous kiss. I caressed the back of his neck as I delivered a full-on tongue assault on his mouth. We crushed our lips together as our tongues danced between each other’s mouth. The kiss lasted until I felt his cock recovering and I almost choked.
“You’re kidding!” I exclaimed as I broke the kiss.
“Hey, I’ve only cum once,” he lightly shrugged. “That’s not exactly demonstrative of high stamina.” Ohmygod! He was right. I was going to get fucked again. Damn! I almost wondered if I would survive it.
“Wait,” I said. “I want to be on top this time.”
“Trying to get some control back?” he asked teasingly. Maybe he was right but that wasn’t what I was thinking about. I had been staring at his back on the monitor and I wanted a chance to watch his chest and six-pack abs.
“Unwrap your arms and legs from around me,” he said quietly. I did as he asked and he lifted me up and flipped us over without taking his cock out of my juicy hole. A girl could get used to that kind of strength.
“Now, you’re in control,” he acknowledged as I sat up on his semi-erect cock. The cuffs around my wrists gave me an idea.
“Do you ever wear these?” I asked, unsnapping the fasteners.
“Sometimes,” he answered, raising his eyebrows at me.
“Do you mind?” I asked as I slipped the recently removed cuff around his left wrist.
“Not at all,” he said, moving his arm up so I could snap it to the bedpost tether. Hmm. This was going to be interesting. I secured his other wrist but decided against his ankles since I was going to be straddling him.
With his arms stretched out, the contour of his chest was even more prominent and I couldn’t resist bracing my hands against it as I abruptly got another idea.
“I want to suck you hard,” I whispered as I leaned forward, lightly kissing his lips and disengaged myself from his impressive tool.
“No argument from me,” he smiled as if amused at the abruptness of my changing ideas.
Kneeling between his legs I finally got a close up look at his massive cock. Jesus Christ! It wasn’t even fully erect and I was already wondering how the whole thing had fit into my pussy.
That crude old saying, ‘hung like a horse,” would not have been an exaggeration. That was even before I got a look at his testicles. Fuck! No wonder it felt like he would never stop cumming. He spread his legs to give me easier access as I cupped his giant balls in my hand and gently stroked his cock.
“This whole thing was inside me?” I asked almost rhetorically as I worshipfully wrapped my hands around his huge black hunk of masculinity and pulled the skin down tight around his cockhead.